The apartment was small for Damon‘s taste. He liked large spaces, and ornate decor. He had to admit that his dream self had quite good taste. His own house was not quite as large as the one in the dreams, but the ability to decorate it appropriately was there. “How did you manage to fall asleep in those?“ He asked. “I haven’t been so tired that I fell asleep in my clothes for quite a while.”
“It was nice watching you work,“ he offered. Was Alex mad at him? He did not seem too happy, but Damon had woken him up. He had exactly announced that he was coming over either. “You’re very good at what you do.“. That was not even close to what he wanted to say. “Are you pissed?“ Way to break the ice, Damon.